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little wonder
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my own voice
is hardly enough
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silentbob
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i cant sing along with my favorite sad song skipping in my stereo
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Arwyn
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I'm trying to disect an opera and the neanderthals down the fucking hall can't handle classical music! they think that britney spears is music.. along with the backdoor boys and the other various shitty bands... i deal with their crap all the fucking time.. why should I always be the one backing down? I'm so fucking sick of this shit... why can't there just be a music major floor so that I don't have to deal with people who don't know what music is. but no, the dumb sorostitutes get their way because daddy's paying their way through college... I'm so fucking sick of this school. you can't practice in your room because of the girls in "visa visa mastercard"... so fucking used to getting their way... I hate being me somedays. I really do.. I almost wish I were 'normal'. fucking cunts! why do I have to back down all the fucking time? What the hell is wrong with people? but no i'm "fucking annoying". It's just so damn hard... I'm so tired of people being so intolerant and rude.. They're as loud as they want after quiet hours and only once have I told them to be quiet because I was sick... I'm just so fucking tired of trying to succeed and having people tell me that I'm not fucking worth it. I can't stand it anymore... I really can't... i don't get it.. why am I so damn bad? Every fucking day I go out there, and feel complete inadequate to everyone out there. I feel small and insignificant, and in my room I feel like I'm gonna be okay, but now they're trying to take that away from me. I have nowhere to go to be me... I had here, and now they won't even let me have that.... What did I do that was so wrong or bad to deserve this?
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misstree
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i was nocturnal (living by night, not the blatherer ;) during the year i lived in the dorms. i would go to sleep around 9 am, when the rest of the floor was waking up and blasting boyz II men and other such drivel, and putting up with hearing "closer" on repeat as their getting laid anthem before going to the keggers (fucking clueless bimbos). thus, i discovered my ability to fall asleep while ween's _pure guava_ screeched and jived at top volume, and found utter unconsciousness to pj harvey's wonderful caterwauls from _four track demos_.
arwyn, they're cardboard_cutouts, too stupid to realize how miserable they are, and how much they're missing. pranksterism is always a good outlet, though i can't think of any good pranks at the moment. failing all else, saying fuck it and refusing to back down to a bimbo is quite satifying, too, though more difficult than it sounds.
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bethany
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amen to the nocturnal thing, an dit was exclusively dorm life, falling asleep to my little scratchy laptop napster songs, with thugged out vibrations shaking my walls.
my dorm was square, with a square enclosed courtyard which made for great intrahall conversing
we heard everything.
but the guy with the baddest system was a music major and we were woken up to beautiful hey jo in the morning and heard mozart's requium for days when his girlfriend broke up with him.
and a perk was that my room was right next to the piano lounge and the best jazz pianist would start practicing at 10 pm, which made my late-morning.
Arwyn, at UCONN there's a whole music major dorm, and the art major is right next to it all secluded with the auditorium and parking garage being the closest buildings. but i like the living in a house thing personally.buy a bigger stero
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Daria
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so, go figure.
Morpheus isnt working.
AGAIN.
My life iz slowly draining away.
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phil
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Although my throat is dry
and my thoughts are long
and in my head
there's a sad sad song
these tears in my eyes
these tears in my eyes
these tears in my eyes
won't let me cry
though my throat is dry
and my thoughts are long
and there's a sad sad song
playing on
these tears in my eyes
these tears in my eyes
these tears in my eyes
are making
me cry
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nom
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recording_project
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pete
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i'll sing myself to sleep, smiling
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